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Armaldo nervously stepped out of the truck he had come in wearing the strange white chest covering and gray leg coverings. It seemed other human things like him were also here but they were very different. There were the guard humans he had already met. Now however there were many other human things, but they were very different. So many human things he didn't know where to start. Some of the human things had flesh bags on their chests for some reason. Armaldo listened to one of the human things talk, in English. How did he know that? Armaldo probed the back of his mind searching for memories, English, he knew that. It was how to talk to other human things.
He sidled his way around the majority of people, his bare feet falling gently on the dirt, partly hunched over ready to curl into a ball if need be, he had once encountered an angry bear in the forest while looking for a berry patch and had been forced to curl up until it went away. Armaldo slowly made his way to the human thing with a flesh bag and something else what was word? Ah yes tail. "Hello Human thing." he said rather roughly the sound almost grating as it come out of his mouth, it had been many years since he had spoken a word and he coughed briefly before resuming. "What kind of human thing are you?" Armaldo inquired while adjusting the looking things on his eyes, his milky white eyes peering curiously at the human thing. The human thing seemed either impatient or like it wanted to be left alone, he would find out soon enough.
Armaldo nervously stepped out of the truck he had come in wearing the strange white chest covering and gray leg coverings. It seemed other human things like him were also here but they were very different. There were the guard humans he had already met. Now however there were many other human things, but they were very different. So many human things he didn't know where to start. Some of the human things had flesh bags on their chests for some reason. Armaldo listened to one of the human things talk, in English. How did he know that? Armaldo probed the back of his mind searching for memories, English, he knew that. It was how to talk to other human things.
He sidled his way around the majority of people, his bare feet falling gently on the dirt, partly hunched over ready to curl into a ball if need be, he had once encountered an angry bear in the forest while looking for a berry patch and had been forced to curl up until it went away. Armaldo slowly made his way to the human thing with a flesh bag and something else what was word? Ah yes tail. "Hello Human thing." he said rather roughly the sound almost grating as it come out of his mouth, it had been many years since he had spoken a word and he coughed briefly before resuming. "What kind of human thing are you?" Armaldo inquired while adjusting the looking things on his eyes, his milky white eyes peering curiously at the human thing. The human thing seemed either impatient or like it wanted to be left alone, he would find out soon enough.